Here is the dream I had last night.
For some reason myself and three other people (who may or may not have included Orlando Bloom and my best friend [I'm a little foggy on who they actually were] ) were running around outside somewhere trying to fortify this place. I don’t know what the hell we were fortifying or why we were doing it only that there were some green plants around and a gravel track.
Then suddenly we were inside this different place with all these corridors that were covered in jewels or stones or buttons and there was really high ceilings as well. Anyway so we’re running for some reason and naturally I’m last and then we run past this corridor and DARTH VADER is striding down it followed by a group of Storm Troopers. And then his March starts playing and let me tell you it was the scariest dream moment of my life. If you have not had Darth Vader striding towards you with the March pounding in you ears then you do not know fear.
Anyway because I’m not stupid (shell-shocked with fear doesn’t count) I start running again and reach the door where my other companions have disappeared to and start banging on it for them to open it. Which they do surprisingly enough, except its one of those space age doors that just shoot up into the ceiling and of course there’s like ten bloody doors like the first one that have to open before I can get in. So I’m waiting there for the doors to open and meanwhile Darth Vader is striding down to kill me (I can’t imagine what other fate he had in store for me) but finally the doors finish opening and I slip inside. And there are all these guns set up inside under a mosquito net. Don’t ask me why the mosquito net. I have no bloody clue.
So I take one of the machine guns and struggle with the mosquito net cause I can’t see out of it and then the door opens (in a remarkably shorter time than it took for me) so I shoot. But instead of bullets this weird purple ray thing comes out and of course I miss but it’s okay because it’s not Darth Vader but a bunch of people I don’t remember.
And then I woke up or went back to dream-free sleep. Or something.
So let’s see what does my dream reveals about me. That I’m paranoid and have a deep seated need for violence. Or that I didn’t get enough sleep and am still thinking about the 12 hour Star Wars marathon I watched recently.
Hopefully it's the last one.
For some reason myself and three other people (who may or may not have included Orlando Bloom and my best friend [I'm a little foggy on who they actually were] ) were running around outside somewhere trying to fortify this place. I don’t know what the hell we were fortifying or why we were doing it only that there were some green plants around and a gravel track.
Then suddenly we were inside this different place with all these corridors that were covered in jewels or stones or buttons and there was really high ceilings as well. Anyway so we’re running for some reason and naturally I’m last and then we run past this corridor and DARTH VADER is striding down it followed by a group of Storm Troopers. And then his March starts playing and let me tell you it was the scariest dream moment of my life. If you have not had Darth Vader striding towards you with the March pounding in you ears then you do not know fear.
Anyway because I’m not stupid (shell-shocked with fear doesn’t count) I start running again and reach the door where my other companions have disappeared to and start banging on it for them to open it. Which they do surprisingly enough, except its one of those space age doors that just shoot up into the ceiling and of course there’s like ten bloody doors like the first one that have to open before I can get in. So I’m waiting there for the doors to open and meanwhile Darth Vader is striding down to kill me (I can’t imagine what other fate he had in store for me) but finally the doors finish opening and I slip inside. And there are all these guns set up inside under a mosquito net. Don’t ask me why the mosquito net. I have no bloody clue.
So I take one of the machine guns and struggle with the mosquito net cause I can’t see out of it and then the door opens (in a remarkably shorter time than it took for me) so I shoot. But instead of bullets this weird purple ray thing comes out and of course I miss but it’s okay because it’s not Darth Vader but a bunch of people I don’t remember.
And then I woke up or went back to dream-free sleep. Or something.
So let’s see what does my dream reveals about me. That I’m paranoid and have a deep seated need for violence. Or that I didn’t get enough sleep and am still thinking about the 12 hour Star Wars marathon I watched recently.
Hopefully it's the last one.
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